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This blog makes mine look like something the dog barfed up.


Thanks Tilly for the link.



The last man executed in America: Computer malfunctions delayed an appeal, then a Texas court refused to stay open past 5.


An interesting take on "Tell Me You Love Me."


" Most of what you read on this blog is true." I want a line like that in my About section.



The Boojalay est arrive! But I can't remember if we still care about that.


This band could have been successful if the lads had just stuck with it.

By Joel Achenbach  |  November 15, 2007; 9:49 AM ET
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Hi, Cassandra. Hi, Martooni.

Posted by: daiwanlan | November 15, 2007 12:31 PM | Report abuse

You're stuck at the airport again, aren't you?

Posted by: dr | November 15, 2007 12:43 PM | Report abuse

It's like being in the Langoliers where the future hasn't arrived yet but you can HEAR IT COMING.

Posted by: Jumper | November 15, 2007 12:44 PM | Report abuse

All other issues aside, Richard's parents had to know he would end up on Death Row when they gave him the middle name Wayne.

Posted by: TBG | November 15, 2007 12:50 PM | Report abuse

Hi daiwanlan!

Posted by: TBG | November 15, 2007 12:57 PM | Report abuse

Hi, TBG!

Posted by: Jumper | November 15, 2007 1:17 PM | Report abuse

Joel, it's too bad you are too talented for your bosses to allow you to concentrate on the blog. That's why you have us, and why Achenblog is such a good place to be. Enjoy and don't worry about it. You don't have time.

Posted by: Slyness | November 15, 2007 1:18 PM | Report abuse

Posted more re handshakes on the past boodle.
And now for something completely different here...

Posted by: Wilbrod | November 15, 2007 1:21 PM | Report abuse


That painting a day blog is very pretty. It is run by either a lurker or a boodler since they quoted you yesterday, which is probably how you found it. Airport lounge ego-surfing seems like a pretty benign activity.

Your blog can look like that. That template is one of the canned default choices used by Blogger (a subsidiary of Google) called Minima Black. It also comes in blue and ochre. My good friend Mo MoDo uses the Minima White template.

Blogspot hosting is free. The templates have customizable widgets so that you can have a blog up and running in under ten minutes. I know, I have. You can even run Adsense ads on them. The Dowd Report has made nearly four bucks since it started. My goal is to earn a frapaccino a week off of it.

Your corporate overlords might have a problem with you ditching all the banner ads, pop-ups, and flying pizzas that vainly try to turn into a profit center. HuffPo is just barely turning a profit and Arianna doesn't even pay her bloggers.

But the news is good. 5.2 billion dollars were spent on online advertising last quarter.

Posted by: yellojkt | November 15, 2007 1:21 PM | Report abuse

Just bear in mind, Joel, that everything the dog barfs up is avidly consumed quite promptly.

Posted by: kurosawaguy | November 15, 2007 1:39 PM | Report abuse

Another blog platform vendor with nice production value options is

I use one as a teaching blog and another as as a gardening blog.

Posted by: College Blogian | November 15, 2007 1:41 PM | Report abuse

Hey- don't be so hard on your blog- sometimes laughter can make us, or even a dog, barf- and that is a GOOD thing.I love your insights so don't change your bile a bit

Posted by: showing up for the Muse | November 15, 2007 1:43 PM | Report abuse

But JA, simple + whitespace can be very good in blogland.

This is a great blog to know about:

His mantra is this

The world's only bloggin' anesthesiologist

Warning: BookofJoe Version 1.0 was not work-safe and somewhat embarrassing in the blue nature of the content and commentary. Version 2.0 is a great read and his blog stats are amazing for a hobbyist. Make that bloggyist.

Posted by: College Blogian | November 15, 2007 1:45 PM | Report abuse

Florida is trying to get the Supreme Court to approve an execution, notwithstanding the Court's apparent intention not to allow any by lethal injection until it reviews a pending case.

I guess the Court's expected action will be followed by grandstanding about those horrible unelected liberal judges.

Posted by: Dave of the Coonties | November 15, 2007 1:46 PM | Report abuse

The Dick Meyer piece on "Tell Me You Love Me" is pretty good, and he makes some good points. However, I think toward his conclusion he misses the point that Dave and Katie do indeed love each other, and their relative inarticulateness is no reason for divorce. I think almost every viewer would say they "like" both Dave and Katie as people. Any of us would be friends with them.

Most viewers see Carolyn as very manipulative, and the word most commonly used is "b1tch." I think that is a bit too facile. Meyer claims she is unemotional, but I don't agree at all. It is true she doesn't yell and scream and carry on, and cry at the drop of a hat, and yes, she is manipulative. But I think it is clear from all she's been through with the infertility testing is that she is emotionally drained. And now she's had a miscarriage, and discovered that her husband is indeed a cold-hearted jerk with abandonment issues. I don't blame her for being shell-shocked-- that's what she is.

Jamie is just plain messed up, emotionally, but I don't think it is a permanent condition. (I must have known 20 people like her.) Meyer's analysis of her is correct, but I don't think she's a lost cause.

What I like about the show is that there are portrayals of many, many things that go in inside a marriage or a relationship that have never been seen on TV or in the movies before (and which have nothing to do with the s ex scenes per se, but a lot to do with s ex itself). The Hallmark channel couldn't in a million years portray infertility, or promiscuity, or a sexless marriage the way this show has done. And for all the massive infusions of "s ex" on television and movies, either as porn, or T&A, or titillation in Grey's Anatomy, or fodder for Jerry Springer or Dr. Phil or Dr. Ruth, not one single show anywhere actually talks about s ex itself as a component of a relationship in a serious, adult, fictional way. That's why this show is groundbreaking. (And when it does show actual s ex, it shows it the way it really is, not as some ridiculous porn fantasy, nor as a metaphor with Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr rolling around in the surf, which is to say, it often isn' It gives an entirely new meaning to "reality TV.")

Posted by: Curmudgeon | November 15, 2007 1:50 PM | Report abuse

Funny you should mention, just yesterday he responded personally to one of the spammish comments I had made on a Dowd-related post of his. Nice guy.

His blog has a very clean sharp look, but he's a hobbyist blogger as well. Once you go down the ad supported path, the content gets squeezed tighter than than a tube of toothpaste at a miser's convention.

Posted by: Mo MoDo | November 15, 2007 1:56 PM | Report abuse

It's been so long since I had s ex that I forget who gets tied up.

Posted by: Grosse Point Blank-fan | November 15, 2007 1:57 PM | Report abuse

Mo MoDo, dooce may be an exception to the squeeze.

Not interested in NASCAR, but an especially lucky trip to a flea market brought me a large silverplated platter inscribed:
Top Fuel Eliminator
1971 NHRA Winternationals
Valvoline Award

Wonder what it'd bring on eBay?

Posted by: dbG | November 15, 2007 2:00 PM | Report abuse


Posted by: Anonymous | November 15, 2007 2:10 PM | Report abuse


You missed pointing out that I forgot the "e" in "Pointe."

Posted by: Grosse Pointe Blank-fan | November 15, 2007 2:13 PM | Report abuse

I wasn't pointing anything, just wonderin' why all the spacing???

Posted by: omni-forgetfull | November 15, 2007 2:19 PM | Report abuse

yellojkt, I definitely do that ego-stroking-link-surfing thing, though in this case my friend Krisse in Florida emailed me the link to the Tilly blog. My momentary serotonin boost quickly gave way to the realization that Tilly is probably her fabulous friend in upstate New York that I met something like 20 years ago, and that Krisse probably sent said friend the original A-blog item. So it's all very in-the-family. Which is different from actual success. And thus the serotonin drains away, leaving only the neurochemical scuzz. Does that make sense.

Posted by: Achenbach | November 15, 2007 2:22 PM | Report abuse

Joel, what have we come to when we are disappointed that our friends and admirers are only the real-life kind, and not imaginary?

Posted by: kbertocci | November 15, 2007 2:24 PM | Report abuse

JA, what you are doing is what professors now obsess about:

citation counts

Who is citing me? How are they citing me? And, how is my name viraling around the academic datasphere.

Posted by: College Parkian | November 15, 2007 2:26 PM | Report abuse

Hey! I'm still throughly imaginary!

Let's ego-stroking now! A little higher up on the shoulders, please. And a scritch behind the ears will win you the melting gaze of adoration.

And let's not forget my heart-stopping patented slump-lean that just oozes into your leg and impairs your circulation.

What more could anybody ask for?

Posted by: Wilbrodog | November 15, 2007 2:29 PM | Report abuse

Hi Krisse! Hi Tilly!

Posted by: TBG | November 15, 2007 2:30 PM | Report abuse

Hey who cares about the Nouveau's, if you scroll down on the link there's an "I Love Butter" course, and a seminar called "I Love Beer." If they put both on a cruise, I'd go in a heartbeat!

Posted by: CowTown | November 15, 2007 2:31 PM | Report abuse

Speaking of blogs, been working on mine. Warning: haiku.

Willbrodog is unusual. From Jumperdog, I get a look that says "Tsk! Who said to quit scritching!"

Posted by: Jumper | November 15, 2007 2:37 PM | Report abuse

Tilly is such a cool name (nickname) for such a whimsical artist.

Posted by: omni | November 15, 2007 2:38 PM | Report abuse

Jumper, I save THAT look for Wilbrod, cause that gnome's supposed to be fully trained on scritch-fu.

For new people, it's all positive reinforcement and gentle encouragement with a few discreet licks as they acquire the ideal scritching skills.

Wilbrod says it's kind of like potty training. You start out praising them, then by the time they're teenagers, you yell at them to get out of the bathroom NOW.

Posted by: Wilbrodog | November 15, 2007 2:40 PM | Report abuse

Jumper.... I want to know one thing: how are you fixing pasta if you're not eating cheese?

Posted by: TBG | November 15, 2007 2:42 PM | Report abuse

TBG-- Mac n ketchup? Creamed spinach and pasta? Chow mein noodles? Kosher italian red sauce? Pasta salad with vingarette, olives, artichokes, etc?

Artwork? Christmas decorations?

Posted by: Wilbrod | November 15, 2007 2:45 PM | Report abuse

The Supreme Court predictably blocked that Florida execution (which shouldn't have been scheduled anyway) so the local news already has the weeping and gnashing of teeth. Neurochemical scuzz, indeed.

In the department of "who cares about noveau", we once again have a proper cheese and sandwich store.

Posted by: Dave of the Coonties | November 15, 2007 2:47 PM | Report abuse

Ketchup, Oh My Buddha, I just threw up in my mouth a little...going for walk.

Posted by: omni | November 15, 2007 2:49 PM | Report abuse

Wow, and I didn't even mention home-made rice-a-roni or custom Hamburger Helper.

Each to their own nausea triggers.

Posted by: Wilbrod | November 15, 2007 2:54 PM | Report abuse

Yet another news story from Science, this time on the evolutionary value of eating your young.

The mathematical modeling was done at UF and Oxford, not at the University of Colorado where you might have expected it.

Posted by: Dave of the Coonties | November 15, 2007 2:57 PM | Report abuse

I don't do Dooce.

Posted by: yellojkt | November 15, 2007 2:59 PM | Report abuse

Dave... I sent that Science article to my kids this morning, telling them they should be thankful I can't decide which of them is the weaker one.

Posted by: TBG | November 15, 2007 3:01 PM | Report abuse

Little bird
linky linky
make my brain
thinky thinky.

Well God knows something better.

Posted by: Ivansmom | November 15, 2007 3:21 PM | Report abuse

A simple but hearty marinara with meat is on the upcoming list.

I was just invited to pre-Thanksgiving lasagna. This is one of the occasional Cheese Violations I am going to allow. My sister in law's cooking is just too good to deny.

Here's a monstrously good dish:
Pasta, topped with creamed spinach, topped with scallops sauted in bacon fat, topped with bacon crumbles, it all topped with hollandaise sauce. At that point, (the pinnacle) the sprinkle of parmesan just becomes overkill (but pretty good, actually.)

Posted by: Jumper | November 15, 2007 3:21 PM | Report abuse

I love Dooce. Not because of the toddler, but her occasional brilliant phrasing and truly, her sense of humor matches mine.

TBG started the hunt, but I've continued. She sent me an article about *who* won that Valvoline award, the circumstances surrounding it and the significance of that win.

I found fan-pictures of the driver's trophy cases (in his MUSEUM) with at least 1 matching platter. Of course I wrote to them!

The whole time I was married my BIL tried to make off with this platter, hoping to discover the driver and perhaps meet him (and return *my* platter). He'd die if he knew.

Posted by: dbG | November 15, 2007 3:24 PM | Report abuse

I like Dooce's writing, too, but mostly her blog is so darned good looking. It's such a pleasure to look at.

Posted by: TBG | November 15, 2007 3:34 PM | Report abuse

TBG, if the evolution folks are to be believed, stepchildren should be nervous.

With all that cream and bacon, I'm drooling at the memory of eating my way through a 2-kilogram box of lychees from Madagascar a couple of Januaries ago. They were eaten with Wensleydale cheese.

Posted by: Dave of the Coonties | November 15, 2007 3:44 PM | Report abuse

I think the Achenblog looks fine. Of course, I'd never heard of Dooce before this afternoon (thanks for the tip, yellojkt). In fact, I really only know about other blogs which have been referred to in the Kit or Boodle, and tend to have visited only Boodler blogs. I'm so clueless.

Posted by: Ivansmom | November 15, 2007 3:56 PM | Report abuse

"Top Fuel Eliminator
1971 NHRA Winternationals
Valvoline Award"

You perhaps have this confused with a car racing trophy. It is in fact from the Native Hawaiian Restaurant Association Winternational Walu eating contest.

Posted by: kurosawaguy | November 15, 2007 4:03 PM | Report abuse

Dooce has a very pretty blog, but the cutesy level tends to make me thwow up. Of course, 21,000 people read her blog and a couple of hundred read mine. The market has spoken.

Posted by: yellojkt | November 15, 2007 4:05 PM | Report abuse


If you read child abuse stories closely, you will find that one of the major risk factors for children is having an unrelated adult male living in the house. This is not a indictment of the many fine loving, caring stepdads out there, but it is an elephant in the room most people don't discuss much.

Posted by: yellojkt | November 15, 2007 4:08 PM | Report abuse

You know, they make these things called serotonin reuptake inhibitors. Many years ago, during an especially dark period in my life, I briefly considered them. Then I heard that they can inhibit other things that I like even more than serotonin.

So now I stick with caffeine.

Posted by: RD Padouk | November 15, 2007 4:10 PM | Report abuse

Also, my dog has regurgitated some mighty fascinating things in her time.

Posted by: RD Padouk | November 15, 2007 4:11 PM | Report abuse

Thank you for sharing that 4:11, Padouk.

Posted by: Curmudgeon | November 15, 2007 4:19 PM | Report abuse

RD, that reminds me, my wife is cooking tonight. (A *very* rare occurrance.)

Posted by: Don from I-270 | November 15, 2007 4:25 PM | Report abuse

The boodle is the smartest group of people I know - real or imaginary. I need recommendations for a book that will help me deal with an alcoholic. Thanks.

Posted by: OK | November 15, 2007 4:30 PM | Report abuse

Now what? The cricketeer risks a death sentence now.

Posted by: Jumper | November 15, 2007 4:31 PM | Report abuse

I don't look closely at either what my dogs eat (outside the food bowls) either before or after it is ingested. However, the first Kit sentence did get me musing on the things Loose Dog (G*****n Animal #1) brings home. He likes to visit my relatives every day. Recently he's dragged home a broiler pan, a jacket, a feather pillow (now deceased), shoes, a heavy wood cutting board, and a large bag of rags. Were it not for the teeth marks, I would suspect he'd developed retractable opposable thumbs. I guess this proves he really is a Retriever.

Posted by: Ivansmom | November 15, 2007 4:52 PM | Report abuse

Trying to catch up a bit:

bc -- both your Henry V and you photo of the Nuke Nuptials are great! I'm glad Joel posted the pic.

As for redheads, did someone mention the Little Red-Haired Girl from Peanuts?

As far as newspaper corrections go, I love this one from the Virginian-Pilot published 100 years after the Wright Brothers flight. I'd post a link, but they've taken it down from their Web site. I don't remember if I read about it here or from Weingarten or where, but it is bears repeating. The first two sentences are great and it just runs on from there:

***Published in the Virginian-Pilot December 17, 2003***

A story and headline in the Dec. 18, 1903, Virginian-Pilot [Hampton Roads, VA] contained errors.

Orville Wright was the pilot for the first flight of the Wright Flyer. It was not Wilbur, whose name is not spelled Wilber.

The plane's wing span was 40 feet, 4 inches. The wings were 6 feet 2 inches apart vertically and 6 feet, 6 inches from front to rear. They were covered in muslin, not canvas.

The engine rested on top of the lower wing. It did not hang below it.

The propellers had two blades each, not six. They both were mounted on the rear side of the wings. There was no propeller providing upward force.

Rudders in the front and rear and warping of the wings controlled the plane. There was not a single, huge fan-shaped rudder that could be moved side to side and raised and lowered.

The pilot lay prone on the lower wing. There was no pilot's car.

The Wrights have always said they were equal inventors of the machine. Wilbur never took credit as the chief inventor. The brothers had no plans to build a much larger machine and never did.

Their success came after four years of work, not three.

They took one trip to the Outer Banks in the summer and two trips in the fall prior to 1903. They did not spend almost the entire winter, fall and early spring on the Outer Banks for three years.

They arrived on Sept. 26 in 1903, not on Sept. 1.

The plane took off under its own power after traveling 40 feet down a rail on flat land. It was not sent down a slope after Orville Wright released a catch. The engine was started before takeoff. It was not started after the plane had rolled halfway down a 100-foot hill.

The plane flew 120 feet, 8 to 10 feet off the ground in a straight line on the first of four flights. It did not soar 60 feet in the air. It did not circle and fly 3 miles over breakers and dunes. It did not tack to port, then to starboard.

The plane's ground speed was 8 to 10 mph. Its air speed was 30 to 35 mph. It did not fly at 8 mph.

The plane hit the ground nose-first after its fourth flight, damaging the front rudder mechanism, and was later destroyed by a gust of wind. It did not descend gracefully and rest lightly at a spot chosen by the aviator after one attempt.

Five onlookers helped the brothers and watched the flights. A small crowd did not run after the plane and give up after it outpaced them.

The flight took place at the foot of Kill Devil Hill. Orville Wright did not declare the flight a success before a crowd on the beach after the first mile. The flights were not on the beach.

Wilbur Wright was 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighed 140 pounds. His eyes were blue-gray and his hair dark brown. He was not 5 feet 6 inches tall and did not weigh 150 pounds. He did not have raven-hued hair. His eyes were not deep blue.

Orville Wright was 5 feet 8 inches tall and had blue-gray eyes and dark brown hair. He did not have black eyes. He did not have sandy blond hair.

Posted by: pj | November 15, 2007 4:54 PM | Report abuse

The Puppy likes its kibble so much it regularly enjoys the same bowl twice.
When Mrs. Denizen isn't looking that is.

Posted by: shrieking denizen | November 15, 2007 4:57 PM | Report abuse

Gosh Mudge, didn't mean to offend. Just trying to be, you know, a "glass is half full" kind of guy.

Posted by: RD Padouk | November 15, 2007 4:58 PM | Report abuse

Oh my, OK. I'm not sure such a book exists.
But, then, I am not very well read. I hope that you find a solution - I truly do.

Posted by: RD Padouk | November 15, 2007 5:00 PM | Report abuse

Just playin' with ya, Padouk.

Posted by: Curmudgeon | November 15, 2007 5:12 PM | Report abuse

RDP - I think I wasn't being very clear. I want something to help me know whether I'm being supportive or just enabling (if that's the right terminology). I'm sure there are a lot of books on the subject. I want to get some recommendations, rather than just wander through the self-help section of the library.

Posted by: OK | November 15, 2007 5:18 PM | Report abuse

PJ -- The Wright brothers lived in my neighborhood for several years when developing airplanes on the guv-nickel. College Park Airport is the oldest continuously operating airport in the nation.

OK -- sorry for you, that you have to ask. Good that you did. Many here will sigh yet wish you well, and a few will pray for you.

Better than a book is Alanon, but I bet you know this. Please see a therapist, because you need someone with perspective to share this with. You need to take very good care of. Bet you know this.

But here is a great book that I think everyone can benefit from:
_The Spirituality of Imperfection: Storytelling and the Search for Meaning_ by Ernest Kurtz and Katherine Ketcham

"Discovering an ancient spirituality in a roomful of drunks may seem strange, even paradoxical..." Paperback, about 14 or so, available at Amazon.

I would take this book to a desert island with me, along with Kristin Lavransdattir (hi SonofCarl) and Hitchhiker's Guide, and John Crowley's Little-Big....

The book is not religious; however the book is about the great stories of all our traditions that help us make sense of the unsensible. Storytelling is part of what works at AA meetings.

And alcoholism is a madness, and a nightmare for all, especially those who love the person caught it the allure. God bless you.


Posted by: College Parkian | November 15, 2007 5:21 PM | Report abuse

True, OK could wind up with "Self-help through Prisms and Chakra-channeling."

Not that there's anything wrong with channeling chakras, as long as you do it in private.

I'd probably go with Al-Anon and go from there.

The realistic thing is that no book can really tell you if you're doing the right thing by a specific person. Everybody's individual and some alcoholics have additional problems that can complicate the "enabling"/ "support" picture.

Basically, it's their life to wreck in the end, no matter how supportive you are or not. If you're family, you get dragged along for the ride, sadly enough.

If you're really not sure what to do, check out counseling to vent and get a professional perspective.

Above all, remember you got enough problems of your own, you don't need to go all out for somebody else's problems if they refuse to work on their own problems themselves.

Be yourself. Be OK.

All of this is to say that I don't actually have any book suggestions, but I'd look for something written by a guy with a degree in psychology and who's done counselling. Ph.D. or M.D. should help narrow it down, or surf Amazon for good recommends.

Posted by: Wilbrod | November 15, 2007 5:30 PM | Report abuse

Ah, I've never heard of that book, CP. It sounds like a good recommend. Now if I could find a desert island..

Posted by: Wilbrod | November 15, 2007 5:32 PM | Report abuse

*note to self -- always check for a new Kit when there's a two-hour gap in posts on the old one*


Posted by: Scottynuke | November 15, 2007 5:38 PM | Report abuse

Barry Bonds indicted.

Posted by: Achenbach | November 15, 2007 5:42 PM | Report abuse

Here's the story:

Posted by: Achenbach | November 15, 2007 5:43 PM | Report abuse

Hi, CP. Hey, just finished the whole Hestviken series. Kind of made the Lavrans gang look like the model of family planning. I think I'm switching to shorter works for a while. Like maybe fortune cookies.

And a nod to dr, who is (re)starting an even lengthier series.

Posted by: SonofCarl | November 15, 2007 5:47 PM | Report abuse

That loud rumbling sound we all hear is the Karma of the Baseball Universe shifting into a slightly more comfortable position.

Posted by: RD Padouk | November 15, 2007 5:47 PM | Report abuse

Sorry, RDP, that was probably the salsa I had at dinner.


Posted by: Scottynuke | November 15, 2007 5:52 PM | Report abuse

That's okay, s'nuke. Nobody pays attention to the posts by that Achenbach shill.

Oh, btw, new kit.

Posted by: yellojkt | November 15, 2007 6:05 PM | Report abuse

Neurochemical scuzzz. Come on! You really question the reaches of Achenblog fame? Why (do we do that)? Perhaps it could get worse... I could confess that I was paid by your closest relative to read and quote the blog and so...AHHHHHH.
Now wake up!
It's all about a network. You could have networks of lunatic strangers reaching out for limelight- or you could have closest friends and relatives spreading your insight though society. Krisse is my best friend, and for the last couple years she keeps me hitting your blog for the funniest bits of your writing- like when the turkey caught fire...was that just a year ago?
I thought When Genius Bombs was really really good. Norman Mailler's daughter, by the way of networking, is my kids art teacher. What a shadow she lives with!
Anyway I am honored and thrilled to sit in your limelight for a moment. (Did my mom pay you?)- Tilly

Posted by: showing up for the Muse | November 15, 2007 7:13 PM | Report abuse

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Posted by: MigTigZoody | December 1, 2007 7:30 AM | Report abuse

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Posted by: Som | December 4, 2007 9:45 AM | Report abuse

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